Could he find his place in a family about to grow again?

Would there be room for him for his needs, his fears, his enormous feelings when someone new arrived, who would be even smaller and needier than he was, embracing the future together?

The evening had wrapped the palace in gentle quiet, and Catherine found herself drawn to the garden terrace, where the air smelled of roses and earth.

She stood with her hands resting lightly on the stone ballastrade, her mind full of thoughts she hadn’t yet spoken aloud.

Behind her, she heard footsteps, familiar, beloved footsteps that she would recognize anywhere.

William came to stand beside her close enough that their shoulders touched.

He didn’t speak immediately, and she loved him for understanding that sometimes silence was its own kind of conversation.

I’ve been thinking,” she finally said, her voice barely above a whisper, “About what kind of world we’re bringing this baby into”.

William took her hand, threading his fingers through hers.

A complicated one, but also one full of people who will love them fiercely.

Catherine turned to face him, studying the lines of worry around his eyes that had deepened over the years.

“You’ve been carrying this alone, haven’t you?

The weight of wondering if we can manage, haven’t you”?

he countered gently.

She smiled despite the tears that threatened.

“Every single day I wake up and think about the nausea that’s coming, the exhaustion, the months of hiding how hard it is.

And then I think about our three, about George trying so hard to be perfect, Charlotte burning so bright she sometimes forgets to rest, Lewis with his enormous heart that feels everything”.

Her voice wavered.

How do we give another child what they deserve when we’re already stretched so thin?

William pulled her into his arms and she let herself lean into his strength.

Do you remember what you told me when we found out about Louie?

You said that love isn’t a pie that gets divided into smaller pieces.

It’s something that grows to fill whatever space it needs.

I was trying to convince myself as much as you, Catherine admitted against his chest.

Maybe, William agreed.

But you were right.

Look at us.

We loved George with everything we had.

And then Charlotte arrived and somehow we had more.

And then Louie, and we found even more love we didn’t know existed.

Catherine pulled back to look at him properly.

What are you most afraid of?

The question hung between them, raw and honest.

William’s jaw tightened, and she watched him struggle with the truth before he finally released it.

That I’ll fail them, he said quietly.

That I’ll be so consumed by duty that I’ll miss the moments that matter.

That they’ll grow up and realize their father was always somewhere else doing something more important.

William Catherine breathed her heartbreaking for him.

You’ve never been somewhere else.

Even when you’re physically away, you’re present in every decision we make, every value we teach them.

They know you love them.

Do they?

His voice cracks slightly.

Or do they just know I’m supposed to?

She cuped his face in her hands, forcing him to meet her eyes.

George asks for you when he’s scared.

Charlotte saves her best stories to tell you at bedtime.

Louie falls asleep holding your watch because it smells like you.

They know, my love.

They absolutely know.

William closed his eyes and she saw a tear escape down his cheek.

She wiped it away with her thumb.

This strong man who carried so much and showed so little of the weight.

Tell me what you dream for this baby,” she said softly, redirecting them toward hope instead of fear.

He opened his eyes and she saw something shift in them, a lightning, a releasing.

“I dream that they’ll know they’re wanted, that even before they’re born, they were already loved so completely that it made us both terrified and grateful at the same time”.

He placed his hand gently over her stomach.

I dream they’ll be free to laugh loudly and cry when they need to and ask impossible questions.

That they’ll know their worth isn’t tied to their title or their position, but to who they are as a person.

Catherine felt warmth spreading through her chest, pushing back the anxiety that had lived there for days.

I want them to know their siblings as friends, not just family.

I want them to have the gift of George’s kindness, Charlotte’s creativity, and Louiswis’s open heart as examples of who they might become.

They’ll teach each other, William said, his voice stronger now.

George will show them responsibility, but also that it’s okay to ask for help.

Charlotte will teach them to be bold and imaginative.

And Louie, Louie will show them how to love without holding back.

And we’ll show them that marriage isn’t perfect, Catherine added.

But that commitment means choosing each other.

Even on the hard days, especially on the hard days, they stood together as darkness fully claimed the sky, stars beginning to pierce through like promises.

The palace around them held their family, three children sleeping peacefully, unaware of the conversation happening beneath the stars.

Soon there would be four, and their lives would shift and stretch to accommodate this new soul.

I’m ready,” William said suddenly, surprising himself with the certainty in his voice.

“I’m ready to meet them, to love them, to figure it out as we go”.

Catherine leaned her head against his shoulder, feeling the truth of his words settle over them both like a blessing.

“We’ll make mistakes”.

“Undoubtedly,” he agreed, and there will be chaos constantly, he said, and she heard the smile in his voice.

But we’ll do it together,” she finished.

“Always together,” William confirmed, sealing the promise with a kiss to the top of her head.

As they stood wrapped in each other’s arms, the question that had haunted them both began to transform into something else, not a worry, but a wonder.

How would this new life reshape their family?

What unexpected joys would emerge from the chaos of four children?

What adventures awaited them in this next chapter?

And who would they all become in the process of welcoming one more heart into their circle?

The answers would come in time, written in sleepless nights and first smiles, in sibling squables and tender moments, in the daily work of building a family that honored both duty and love.

And whatever challenges awaited them, they would face them the way they had faced everything else.

Hand in hand, heart to heart, growing their love to fill whatever space their expanding family mandated.

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